The Anthem

Ugh Uh huh Yeah What they talkin bout boy Huh That nigga mane Yea Uh huh Yea I said Bitch it's Yea Bitch it's money up Yea Bitch it's money up Yea Uh huh Bitch its money up yea We known to run it up yea My outfit fly as hell And shit my whip is dumb as f*ck yea Bitch it's money up yea We known to run it up yea My team is always winning Tell them hoes come f*ck wit us yea Bitch its money up yea We known to run it up yea My outfit fly as hell And shit my whip is dumb as f*ck yea Bitch it's money up yea We known to run it up yea My team is always winning Tell them hoes come f*ck wit us yea Y'all heard what I said right Lemme get my head right They think that that's them po po coming Nah bitch that's just my headlights Tryna get my bread right Hustle til I'm dead right Still Hustle in the next life I'm just tryna live a blessed life 200 on the dash That's stupid fast I live that jet life Ain't fuckin wit that next guys Got senses like a jhedi I'm always pushing up like I been working on my chest size If diego on my right then I bet relly on my left side I'm drinking like a chimney then I burn down like I'm Left Eye Brand new whip That saucy shit No this is not a test drive All white wit a touch of black But all black on the inside 5 percent on the window too You can barely tell who inside Chill as hell but I been live Smart as f*ck but i been fried Speak the truth but I been lied Fresh to def but I been died Eagles wings I been fly In the game I been tied I don't break nor bend I speak the truth right to a man's eyes Bitch its money up yea We known to run it up yea My outfit fly as hell And shit my whip is dumb as f*ck yea Bitch it's money up yea We known to run it up yea My team is always winning Tell them hoes come f*ck wit us yea Bitch its money up yea we known to run it up yea My outfit fly as hell And shit my whip is dumb as f*ck yea Bitch it's money up yea We known to run it up yea My team is always winning Tell them hoes come f*ck wit us yea Dabbing on a island Stunting without trying Give thanks to the lord But pray he take me if im lying 8/8/84 bitch I come straight from the lion I get paid to work the metal cause My heart it pumps that iron And I keep my paper neat i hit my bills up wit that iron Got plenty schemes in my mind Dawg I'll run shit like a tyrant No way that you can catch up cause I run this without tiring All my homies tied in and be front line like a tight end Call me Rob Gronkowski Always up in counting Yall always talking shit but wtf they know about me Nigga we B-O-U-T I-T B-O-U-T I-T All I have is Kodak moments like I work for IG A box of papers and some og tree is all that I need. Oh yeah a pen and a pad and some dope ass beats Being broke and down bad That ain't never my stease Somebody lied to you cats Yall ain't ever been Gs Release my stress through chronic smoke And let it sail through the breeze I keep my hands all in the air Like I'm telling em freeze The game is 100 proof so I can't tell it for free But if they asking who the one Then nigga tell em it's me Bitch its money up yea We known to run it up yea My outfit fly as hell And shit my whip is dumb as f*ck yea Bitch it's money up yea We known to run it up yea My team is always winning Tell them hoes come f*ck wit us yea Bitch its money up yea We known to run it up yea My outfit fly as hell And shit my whip is dumb as f*ck yea Bitch it's money up yea We known to run it up yea My team is always winning Tell them hoes come f*ck wit us yea